Tuesday, November 6, 2007
i will write (maybe more seriously) again when i emerge from underneath this pile of papers and when i am not preoccupied with boots (current top contender, left).
why does it seem so important to have the right winter boots in in the West? is it simply a local competition? is it something about knowing that we actually do not belong here (if only for water issues, but, um, . . . )?? am i unwittingly compelled to work extra hard at performing my cowgirl self who does? belong, that is. i don't know, but it's become a bit of an obsession. i suppose i could be engaging less benign obsessions.
when i do find them, i'll post a picture here, for those of you following bootsearch '07 (do i hear "new reality series"?)
i am actually hoping to find a particular boot (see right), but they are currently unavailable in my size (i hear you weeping).
Please be patient as i'm testing new looks for this blog. i hope to be inspired to update more oten, read YOUR blog more frequent...
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